Blood And Desire 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 41 - 챕터 50

Chapter 41: Dante & Isla’s Toxic LoveThe moment Isla ended the call with her brother, her hands trembled.Alex had been the only family she had left, the only person she had fought to protect. And now, she had confessed everything—how Antonio DeLuca was dead, how Dante had killed his own father for her, how she had chosen to stay with him, not out of obligation, but because she loved him.Alex had listened in silence, his breaths heavy on the other end of the line. She had expected anger, disbelief, even disgust. But when he finally spoke, his words had shaken her to her core."If he makes you happy, then I’ll support you, Isla. But be careful. Men like Dante don’t love like normal people. They consume."Now, as she sat on the edge of Dante’s massive bed, his scent wrapped around her like a possessive chain, she realized just how right her brother was.Dante didn’t love the way ordinary men did.His love was a storm—violent, destructive, all-consuming.And she was drowning in it.---

Chapter 43: A Temporary TruceThe glow of the city lights flickered through the large glass windows of Dante’s penthouse, casting long shadows across the luxurious space. Isla sat on the velvet chaise, her fingers lightly tracing the rim of a half-filled wine glass, her thoughts clouded by the heavy decision she had just made.She had agreed to stay.Not because she trusted Dante. Not because she forgave him. But because she had no other choice.Her heart pounded in her chest, a mix of frustration and confusion swirling inside her. Dante was a force of nature—obsessive, controlling, and relentless. He was a man who refused to let go, a man whose love was as dangerous as his wrath.And yet, despite everything, she wasn’t ready to walk away.The door creaked open behind her, and the familiar weight of his presence filled the room. Isla inhaled sharply, gripping the stem of her glass a little tighter. She didn’t need to look up to know he was watching her, his gaze piercing and unreadabl

Chapter 45: The DeLuca FeastThe grand hall of the DeLuca estate was adorned with golden chandeliers, velvet drapes, and the lingering scent of expensive cigars and aged whiskey. Tonight was a night of triumph—a celebration of Dante’s ascension as the new head of the DeLuca empire. The air buzzed with murmurs, a mix of admiration and fear for the man who had ruthlessly eliminated all opposition, including his own father.At the center of it all stood Dante, his dark suit perfectly tailored, exuding the aura of a king who had just seized his throne. Isla stood by his side, draped in a striking black gown that accentuated every curve. Her presence was as commanding as it was controversial. The whispers had started long before she even stepped foot inside the hall, but now, surrounded by the powerful and the elite, they grew louder."She bewitched him.""The witch who seduced the king.""She’s the reason Antonio is dead."Isla felt the weight of every stare, the judgment in every glance.

Chapter 47: A New TargetThe war with Nico had only just begun, but now, the battlefield had shifted.This wasn’t just about Dante’s empire anymore.Now, it was about her.A Warning in BloodThe morning after Dante’s brutal attack on Nico’s club, Isla woke to the sound of distant shouting. She sat up in bed, the silk sheets pooling around her naked body, and listened. The voices were sharp, angry.Something was wrong.She slipped out of bed, grabbing the robe Dante had left for her, and padded toward the balcony. From there, she could see the front gates of the estate, where a group of Dante’s men had gathered.Luca stood in the center, his face grim as he examined a package wrapped in black cloth. Dante was there too, his shoulders tense.A bad feeling coiled in Isla’s stomach.Before she could think twice, she grabbed a gun from Dante’s bedside drawer and made her way downstairs.The MessageDante looked up the moment Isla stepped outside. His eyes darkened when he saw her in only a

Chapter 49: Isla Saves DanteThe night felt suffocating, the air thick with tension as gunfire echoed in the distance. Nico’s men had been relentless, storming the DeLuca estate, but Dante and his men had fought back with equal ferocity. Yet, through it all, Dante’s mind was focused on one thing: Isla. She had become the focal point of his existence, and if anything happened to her—if he lost her—nothing else would matter.Isla’s heart raced in her chest as she stood next to Dante in the midst of chaos. The sounds of men shouting, bullets being fired, and explosions echoed throughout the mansion, but the only thing Isla could hear was the steady beat of her own pulse. She had never imagined her life would end up like this. She had never imagined Dante would be the reason her world had been turned upside down. But now, there was no turning back.“Stay close,” Dante commanded, his hand gripping her wrist tightly as they moved down a narrow corridor. His dark eyes were trained ahead, wat